This chapter contains adult content. It's pretty tame compare to my writing standards, but proceed at your own risk.

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Chapter 25: Light's Out

I went out. It’s late here in the afternoon and I’m out walking in the red light district looking for company.

Despite me leaving her in a whim, I hope Fia’s alright. I’ve been avoiding her advances in this trip because I know knowing her more than necessary would put a weight on my mind. These actions are not defined by my selfishness but because I care about her as a family that I do. I like Fia, but it’s not the type of like that would extend as much if I have a little sister. Yeah, I think I should explain this to her when I return.

Meanwhile, my search for a good brothel continues. There isn’t much that’ll happen if I aimlessly walk around so I enter a building that’s in a good condition. As I enter, two beautiful attendants close the double doors behind me and guide me inside the store.

It seems like there’s already quite the volume of customers present despite the time. It’s also good to know that I’m not the sole customer visiting this early.

The smell of leather, the dark polish, the wood and the brown hues — the sexual ambiance is high. I’d describe this place similar to a cabaret minus the music and the stripper dancing on a pole.

The girls guide me into a table and tell me to wait there for a few minutes to get attended. I nod to their words and wait in place. I don’t have a clue as to how things work around here so it’s best if I follow instructions obediently.

It takes them several minutes before a woman introducing herself as the brothel’s Madonna sits right across me. She asks for my preferences, and I ask how clean the girls are in return. She makes her point across that most of her girls are “used” but she could guarantee their cleanliness due to cleansing magic. They even have virgins too, but I don’t think I want to spend the night with an inexperienced person.

So after listing out my likes and dislikes, the Madonna ushers me deeper inside to where the girls of my tastes are waiting. With a single clap, the women inside line up in a single file left and right. This is unlike my visit to the slave trader. These girls are wearing attractive lingerie and are ready for sex.

I walk past them, looking at the girls one by one. Then after walking through them once more, I make my decision. I pick the most beautiful girl in my preference of course. The girl introduces herself as Laura and she’s a year younger than I am. Blonde hair, blue eyes, dazzling white skin, and moist lips — she reminds me of that girl I met before I got transported here.

After choosing my girl, we go back to my table and have a drink. Not anything special but more like a frontal act to get to know the girl I’d be sleeping with. Laura sits on my lap, crossing her legs while pouring me a drink. I think she’s trying to get me drunk, but unfortunately for her, this body has an unnatural resistance to alcohol.

It seems like she’s getting in the mood as she kisses me full on the lips. In response, my arms wrap around her and I suck her mouth, slurping her saliva that’s coating her tongue.

My hands move up to cup her breasts, right where her nipples are. I’m all aware that it’s through the thin silks of her dress, yet her fondness feels sensational in my hands.

That’s our cue to get to our secluded room. Laura takes me by the hand and drags me on a room upstairs. She bites on her bottom lip as she closes the door behind her.

I don’t ask her to undress. She’s too cute in that lingerie I want to take it off myself.

Laura helps me slip out of my robe, running her fingers down on my chest and ending a tight grip on my crotch. She asks me to stand still as she pulls my trousers off my feet. When that’s out of the way, Laura starts by kissing the tip of my manhood, teasing me tentatively while caressing my hips. Her lips curve into a mischievous smile before she devours the entirety of my length inside her mouth. She puts my cock around her teeth, sucking it all the way down. What a good service. I couldn’t resist the urge to reach down and move her head myself, matching her rhythm with my hips as she bobs on my length back and forth.

A groan escapes my mouth when she sucks harder, unrelenting, quickly building up the tension inside me. I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of her tongue wrapping the head of my cock. And I come, releasing my pent up stress altogether. My knees tremble a little bit as she slurps me dry. Laura swallows and shows me a triumphant smile. She's like a small animal looking up to me. I bend down, carry her, and throw her into bed. I lean down and take her lips again, and there’s that strong and rich taste mixed in with her undeniable sweetness.

“Yank me out,” she says.

“That's my plan, girl.” I reach to her face, tug the band out of her hair and toss it aside. Then I wrap my fingers on where the band has been and pull her towards me. The surge of desire in her eyes tell me she's loving this. I smile, then enjoy her soft lips and tongue for a while. Upon releasing her mouth, I untie the black strings holding her panties and kiss her sex.

It seems like there’s some sort of magic they used to prevent childbirth, so Laura gives me permission to release it all inside her — rather, she requested me to. Now she’s biting her lip again, inviting me, and her blue eyes reflect my own.

She wants me inside, I know. So I push her legs apart and position my erection to where she’s wet and ready for me. I begin to sink myself in a very slow pace. Laura closes her eyes, moaning, clutching on my upper arms. I ease myself out, and very slowly fill her with my cock again.

I bend down and nibble on right ear; Laura giggles back like she’s a decade younger. I start to increase my pace and her moans echo around our small room. I slightly twist her hips and pull her right arm towards me for better penetration. Laura seems to love that, as she keeps screaming for more, and then she clenches around me like a vice grip, calling out my name as we come together.

Sinking down on top of her, Laura wipes the sweat forming on my forehead. She clutches my face and plants a tender kiss on the corner of my mouth. I pull myself out and kiss each of her nipples in turn, trailing featherlight kisses down to her navel and ending a lovable sounding kiss on her pearl.

Laura and I continued until it was lights out, resting a little every other round. By the time we reached the limits of our flesh, Laura held me inside her arms and gently caressed me to sleep.

[Loverboy Acquried]